Feel the fear in my eyes,
Please stop telling me lies.
Looking in your face I see,
An angel that can't be set free.
You're controlled by that bitch,
That is arrogant as a witch.
Time to fight has begun,
"That bitch should die, son"
Love and trust are all you need,
With those peers you'll win, indeed.
Even when I'm cut with a blade
Trust, my friend, will never fade!
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